Roses

[Intro] Em  D  C
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        Em  D  C  B7

Em
Caroline! Caroline!
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See Caroline all the guys would say she's mighty fine
Bm                                     Am
But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
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And the other half either got you cursed out, or coming up short
B7
Yeah, now dig this, now
Em
Even though
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You'd need a golden calculator to divide
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The time it takes to look inside and realise that
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Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

Em                              D
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
C
But lean a little bit closer
Bm                               Am
See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
G                             F   Em   D   C   B7
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo

Em        D                                 C
Caroline! See she's the reason for the word "bitch"
F
I hope she's speeding on the way to the club
F
Trying to hurry up to get to some
F
Baller or singer or somebody like that
F
And try to put on her makeup in the mirror
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And crash, crash, crash.. into a ditch! (Just Playing!)
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She needs a golden calculator to divide
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Bm                                   Am
The time it takes to look inside and realise that
G                          F     Em       D      C      B7
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

Em                              D
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
C
But lean a little bit closer
Bm                               Am
See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
G                             F   Em   D   C   B7
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo

Em                              D
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
C
But lean a little bit closer
F                                Em
See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
D                             F   C   B7
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo

Em
Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty
D
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
C
I said "Shorty, would you call me?"

She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
Bm
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pausing"
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Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of an ATM receipt

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But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak
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Trickin' off this bitch is lost, Must take me for a geek

Em
A quick way to eat, A neat place sleep
D
A rent-A-car for A week, A trick for A treat
C
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
F
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with all them lawyers
Em
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
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I wanna see ya support bra not support you!

Em                              D
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
C
But lean a little bit closer
F                                Em
See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
D                             F   C   B7
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo

Em                              D
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
C
But lean a little bit closer
Bm                               Am
See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
G                             F   Em   D   C   B7
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo

Em
Better come back down to Mars
D
Girl, quit chasin' cars
C
What happens when the dough get so low
F
Bitch, you ain't that fine
Em       D        F   C   B7
No way.. no way.. no way

Em   D    C
Crazy bitch

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